Our disorder, on the other hand, is sorely lacking in creativity.
See, the thing is, when obsessive-compulsives isolate themselves, OCD appears to be this extremely creative disorder. We imagine that NO ONE ELSE could think the things we think or use “logic” the way we do or entertain such dark and ugly thoughts.
But when obsessive-compulsives are in community with one another, we realize that OCD really has a limited bag of tricks. Sure, obsessions can wear different costumes, but at the core, they often look very similar from person to person.
I recently spent time with another Pure-O, and we were able to list off our various obsessions with each other, and check, check, check, we had so much in common. And both of us grew up thinking that we were monsters, that no one else would ever think about or struggle with the things that we did. Yet our stories were nearly identical!
When I read a book about OCD, those “wild and outrageous” things I once obsessed over end up being the textbook examples.
I am convinced that the more we with OCD communicate amongst ourselves, the more we will realize that while we are creative, OCD quite frankly is not.